The Duchess of the Attic

From the next day Opal struggled to convince Duncan.

Show and explain the sickle he had brought some, but Duncan won't shake his neck vertically even if he listens in silence.

Then let's put it into practice, and I couldn't have had one of the escort knights scoop the bushes I found on the stroll.

It can also mean firing Duncan, but it is a last resort.

(Duncan is tough and solid, stubborn, but the people from the people seem to have serious expectations...)

Opal sighed deeply as he looked out his own window into the beautifully tidied garden.

How can I convince Duncan of the advantages of using a sickle?

We can order the inhabitants to use the Great Sickle directly without going through Duncan.

But that doesn't earn me any trust from Duncan.

Connally always looked satisfied with how Opal was struggling with his Duncan counterpart that way.

Naja's information suggests that the mansion's servants are submissive to Connally, but only Duncan draws a line.

I spent the last few days figuring out that the courteous but cold attitude of the servants was not hating Opal, but their behavior in fear of Connally.

Connally is also a problem for the new Duke Territory, but he can't fire again soon either.

Stuck Opal sighed again and turned his consciousness out the window.

And then I find someone and I get up.

"I'm just gonna walk in."

"Your wife?"

"It's okay. I don't need an escort because it's a garden."

"Please wait a moment."

Naja walked into the costume room once saying so and came right back.

He holds an umbrella in his arm and offers me gloves.

"Because I have a little bit of sunlight today. Was the hat better?

"No, an umbrella would be fine. Thank you, Naja."

Opal, who wore gloves with Naja's help, received an umbrella and left the room.

Down the stairs came Connally, but he tells her he's just going for a walk in the garden and goes outside.

Fortunately, the person I was looking for was still in the garden, and Opal approached me with an umbrella attached and spoke.

"What are you doing, Julian?

"We're picking flowers, ma'am"

"You? Even though it's the gardener's job?

"I don't have a particular job right now, so I offered to help."

"From Julian?

"Yes."

Opal was surprised to hear the unexpected words, but said nothing more.

Julian then gently lowers his head and returns to work.

Opal, who watched the situation in silence, spoke to Julian again after a while.

"How did Julian get inside everyone's circle?

"... respect the other person, remember to smile and thank him, and take the initiative yourself. Everyone is afraid of new things, so we can't help but be exclusive."

"You're all in this together..."

Opal, who replied as if to himself, tilted his umbrella and looked up at the sky.

This Duke's territory in the north is also an early fall visit.

I don't have time to relax.

"Thank you, Julian. Sorry to interrupt your work."

"No, because it is my pleasure to be of service to your wife"

To Julian, who bowed his head exaggerated, Opal returned to the mansion without saying anything, although he raised a single eyebrow.

Go straight into the clothing room.

"Ma'am, are you looking for something?

"Hey, Naja. Do you have any clothes that you can move easily to farm?

"Is it farming? Your wife?"

"Yeah. You've just been giving orders to people, haven't you? But first, I wonder if I can convince Duncan to move?

"... wouldn't it be quicker for Mr. Duncan to be relieved of his duties?

"Well, that's one hand, but I'm just going to see how it goes."

"Okay. Now please summon my clothes."

"Oh, that's bad. Something that could get dirty or torn."

It's not the same as when I used to visit Beth in disguise.

Naja laughed at the disapproving opal.

"It's no big deal compared to your wife's dress. But if you bought a dress and summoned it from a farmer, they might buy the opposite. My clothes are just fine."

"Just fine......"

Certainly not only would Opal float quite a bit if he suddenly dressed as a farmer, but some would look at it in the way he wore it as ridiculous.

It's not like Julian, who was hired as a servant.

That's why it's hard to convey seriousness in garments tailored with fine silk no matter how easy they are to move.

"Okay. Now let's trade one for my dress."

"Thank you!

I have given away clothes that I no longer wear to Naja and others, but this time I will have Naja pick them out.

That way we feel like we got a little something from each other.

Opal matched the clothes Naja had brought to me and told the knights what was due tomorrow to get ready.

- The next day.

Opal, who had heard that he would be servicing a place that had long been a fallow for next year, headed out with the knights and a sickle.

The knights who saw Opal in the straw hat Naja prepared for us were quite surprised at the beginning but not as good as Duncan is today.

Duncan sighs after watching Shiatsu Opal.

"What are you going to do this time?

"I was trying to help you"

Smile and Opal replied, but Duncan just hoisted his eyebrows.

But the farmers were stunned and bothered.

Continue further there.

"Working together will get us out of the way, but if you're in charge of that compartment over there, it won't be a problem, will it? I think you should have more manpower."

"... thank you very much"

Duncan accepted, and Opal nodded in response.

I respect Duncan.

I haven't forgotten to smile and thank you either.

But Opal is an employer, and Duncan is an employer.

I don't give orders to force the Great Sickle to use it, but I'm not going to make any more concessions.

By the time the Opals had finished mowing a section of grass, the farmers were still about half. - Opal was of little use, though.

Seeing the obvious difference, Duncan glanced at him.

"Should I mow the grass in that compartment next?

"- Yes."

"Well, I'll get to it. Oh, but..."

Opal turned there on his way to the next compartment.

Duncan remains standing still on the spot and the farmers are watching.

"I'm bringing a replacement sickle for when the blade spills. But it still looks okay, so you guys can use it, if you want? There's got to be enough."

The choice lies with Duncan.

Here's the sickle - accept or reject the opal.

In that case, it would be dismissed, but with a clear view of the convenience of the sickle in front of the farmers, dismissing Duncan, who rejected the sickle, would not cause so much backlash.

Neither do excuses such as devil's tools.

The farmers look with envy at the great sickle arranged on the shore.

Duncan glanced back at Opal after a glimpse of the Great Sickle, surrendering and raising his hands only small.

"May I sweeten your words? In doing so, we need to teach everyone how to use it."

"Yes, of course. It's easy, so you'll be handling it better soon than I am."

I was so happy that I wanted to scream out, but when Opal answered with clarity, Duncan laughed out loud.

From then on, as expected, the farmers quickly learned how to use the Great Sickle and Opal became completely useless.